Chapter 9
My jaws clamped down, then I knew I had killed it when it's hot blood seeped into my mouth and it stopped fighting. I felt it's bones shatter beneath my teeth and then sank back to look at my kill. And apologetic howl left me when I realized I had killed it, the poor innocent deer. Then another side of me felt victorious and told me it was bound to die anyways. I just ended it's suffering.
What have I become?
Whining, I scrambled back away from my prey and cried when it's blood sunk into my fur and I started to panic. Am I really a wolf? No! How do I change back? I want to go back.
Then I lifted my head when a familiar scent filled my nose. The scent was enticing and made my wolf shudder in delight. But I tensed when my gaze locked with a pair of eyes so blue, sapphires were
